I pushed- you pulled.
I wept- you embraced.
I bled-you repaired.
I faltered- you shushed.
I was a disaster---
the worst of its kind.
And yet,
You let me know I'm loved.
Thank you for your great love Lord.
No one could ever measure how gracious you are.
And I am forever grateful to be called-- your daughter.
May you accept my little service and praise.
- UNKNOWN
